All Chapters of Aegis Group: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

CARSON WAS GOING TO hell.She watched Ryan pace in the grass, back and forth. Every so often he'd shove his hand through his hair, but that was it. He hadn't spoken a single word. He hadn't denied the possibility or pushed for evidence. He'd sat there like a statue for almost a full minute staring at her, then got up and walked into the yard.She slid down in her chair and covered her mouth to keep the truth in.This lie only had to work for a few days. Then she could let him off the hook. He'd never have to see her again.She'd have to tell him the truth. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to do anything else. Once the FBI had what they wanted, she would do whatever it took to make this man she'd only met in passing forgive her. Or not. For what she was doing to him she didn't deserve forgiveness.If her sister's life didn't depend on this, she might have stayed at the office and faced whatever was coming, the FBI be damned.Ryan pivoted and stared straight at her.The su

RYAN PLACED THE LAST pan in the dishwasher. He picked up his newly opened beer and took a sip. The moment the liquid hit the back of his throat he tasted the mistake. He'd gotten into this problem by trying to drown his history.That stopped tonight.He upended the bottle into the sink, watching the frothing liquid rush down the drain until all that was left were drops.Two hours after getting blindsided by the fact he was going to be a dad, he still had no idea what came next."Last call for dishes," he bellowed out."Coming," Silas yelled from the front room where he and Paxton were playing some video game."I've got two right here." Alec scooped up plates from the coffee table.Ryan shook his head and tossed the beer bottle into the recycling. Never fucking failed.His four housemates produced at least two dishes a piece."This is going to make a whole other load." Ryan glared at the dishes."That's your problem." Alec bit into a cookie and waggled his eyebrow

KAWA DWEK SET HIS phone on the hotel desk. He pivoted away from the window and drew in a deep breath.They had not just lost millions of dollars.That wasn't what this meant.Except Ben Grewing hadn't made it to their meet and the men Kawa sent to the broker's office reported watching a dozen FBI agents go in and out of the office.This couldn't be happening.Kawa paced the room. It all rested on his shoulders. If they didn't make this deal happen soon, the US congressional investigation would uncover that one of the many buyers of Aerospace, Inc. merchandise was their fledgling independence movement.Three years ago Kawa had found hope in a regional government official who wanted a new, better life for the people of Syria. The only problem was, as long as there was no change in leadership and the Russians were involved, Syrian lives would be lost. Their hand was forced.The civil war was well planned, swift and absolute under their elected leader, President Farage. In a

CARSON KEPT HER EYES on the TV while Ryan's fingers drew little circles on her knee. The gentle touch bordered on ticklish, not that he meant to do that. Or that's what she told herself.When they'd first settled in to watch the comedy she hadn't known what to do about this constant contact. If she shifted away from him, he shifted closer. If she put her knees out of his reach, he'd drape his arm across the back of the sofa and twirl her hair. What was he getting at? Was it a hint? Was he trying to put the moves on her?Now, after two movies, she was certain that these little gestures were completely mindless. He had no idea he was doing it. He wasn't trying to slide his hand in her pants, up her shirt or grope her. He liked the closeness. Sort of like Mom's old cat who used to insist on laying pressed up against someone even when it was sweltering. Both Ryan and the cat enjoyed contact. But unlike the cat, Ryan believed whatever they were doing meant something. Because he thought

RYAN CHECKED HIS TEXTS and did a mental fist pump.Both Alec and Vito wouldn't be home for a while. Granted, it was Saturday night, and they all tended to want to get out and do something on the weekend.Ryan and Carson had the house to themselves.Alec was probably out joyriding his new motorcycle.Vito... Ryan had no idea where that bastard was. He just hoped Vito wasn't at Ian's pretending he wasn't in love with Taylor. She was never going to leave Ian. They had that kind of forever and ever vibe to them that no man could break, plus the bond of a new baby.Carson emerged from the hallway. She'd put her hair up in a kind of messy bun thing. He wanted to cut the elastic immediately. Her hair was soft, stroke able, begging for his fingers to tangle in the long stands.The corners of her mouth curled upward into a smile. A real one that punched him right in the gut."What is this?" She held up a green highlighter."That looks like a lime green highlighter." He squinted